Huang Mo was like a man's back, and she felt that her gaze seemed to be pressed on her back, making her breathless, but this was only when he didn't speak, this terrifying coercion had already forced over, and it was no wonder that the arrogant and domineering man would correct his attitude because of his words.

"Where are you from?" The man opened his mouth, his voice filled with the vicissitudes of life.

Huang Mo replied tremblingly: "I was sent from the ghost world by the sacrificial boat. ”

"But why were you sent here?"

She was just unconscious all the way, unaware of this, and could only shake her head honestly.

"You don't know, but I do." This person's words made Huang Mo raise up in confusion, and the man put the stack of papers on the desk and looked at her: "The sacrificial boat is the only tool that can connect the infernal and here, and the sacrifice appears here to do so, but the place where it will go directly is the other side." ”

"In other words, is this hell?" Huang Mo somewhat understood, it turned out that hell really existed, but she came to hell, and now she is not so scared when she sees this developed biceps: "Could it be that you are the king of Yama?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that." The man chuckled when he heard this: "The world thinks that people will go to hell after death, but this statement is a bit fallacious, to be precise, it will come to the ghost clan. They are all my people. ”

Speaking of this, Ren Huangmo reacted no matter how slow he was: "You are the ghost king!" ”

The Ghost King bowed: "Exactly." ”

Huang Mo took a deep breath, and suddenly became a little excited: "You ......" Although she knew that she would be able to meet the ghost king one day when she came to the ghost world, she could tell him many things, including the death of the ghost king's daughter Iris and his only blood. But now she was still anxious to save her master, so she took a few steps forward excitedly: "Ghost King! Please, can you find my Master! He's dangerous now! ”

"Why should I save it? In this place, it is all about self-redemption, and the twists and turns of right and wrong are naturally causal judgments, and they cannot be changed by my intervention. "The ghost king watched from the wall.

That being said...... However, ...... Huang Mo had an idea: "Don't you even care about your grandson's life or death?" ”

As soon as these words came out, sure enough, the ghost king's expression immediately changed: "My grandson? His surprise was only a moment's effort, and he quickly put it away, vaguely angry: "What nonsense are you talking about, where did my grandson come from?" ”

"Have you forgotten your daughter?" Huang Mo couldn't help himself: "Your daughter who fled to the human world, Iris, her child!" ”

"You mean, Kite?" The ghost king's eyebrows were slightly loosened like Mount Tai, he seemed to have some distrust in the words in Huang Mo's mouth, but he had many questions he wanted to ask, but he was inconvenient to ask. Seeing him hesitate, Huang Mo finally said, "How is she now?" "[¥ Aiqi Literature om ... ¥ Free】

Huang Mo's heart sank

, couldn't bear to say: "This question, you might as well ask her child." ”

"We all have children...... Time has passed so quickly...... "He looked in a trance, and immediately turned back categorically: "My grandson, where is he?" ”

"If nothing goes wrong, he is with my master right now, but there may be danger around them, and I am worried about ......"

"Is my grandson weak?" The Ghost King took a step forward and suddenly interrupted her.

Huang Mo was stunned: "This ...... It should not be weak. "Anyway, he is also of ghost blood, and he is still the senior brother of Shushan, so the face of the junior sister still has to be sold to him.

"Since he's not weak, what's your hurry?" The ghost king seemed to be relieved: "Since it is my grandson, it is naturally not bad, if he dies here, I can only blame him for not being capable, if he has nothing to do, he will always come to me." ”

As he said this, he actually turned around and walked back on, and sat back on his couch.

Huang Mo: "??? Did she say something wrong? Is he so relieved to believe what she said about "powerful"?

"But ......" Compared with Huang Mo, who worked hard to find his master at the cost of suicide, he was calm with his grandson who had never met when he was surging in the wind and waves outside, so big-hearted, Huang Mo seemed to be able to understand why Iris did not hesitate to join forces with Wuxin to escape from this place.

"There's something trickier right now." He waved his big hand and shouted loudly outside: "Yuan Bai! ”

His loud voice shook Huang Mo, and soon a man with a huge brush in his hand squeezed in on the side, which was even a head taller than his slender height, and he struggled to hold the brush straight, and stood in a rather dignified posture, but because of anxiety, the crown and hat feathers on his forehead were a little crooked.

"Lord." Yuan Bai bowed down and respected.

"Hasn't the person who lurked in yet been found?"

"Tell the Lord, I haven't found it."

"This person is very strong, where did he come from?" The Ghost King frowned.

Huang Mo's heart moved, it can make a ghost king feel tricky, I'm afraid that only the Demon Lord Jiuying who came with her in the boat, but this person didn't know where she went after she woke up, and she still can't wait to let Jiuying hide for a while, this is really strange, Jiuying took her to the ghost clan, and even the master came here, these two people want to meet again, she can't explain it even if she has ten mouths.

She was secretly begging the Buddha to tell her ancestors, but she saw a small servant walk in and kneel down through the bamboo curtain: "Lord, there are two people walking towards here." ”

"Who?"

"I can't tell... But it seems that the comer is not good...... One is dressed as a noble son, and the other is a Taoist priest, and they are holding an unknown thing in their hands, like a magic weapon. ”

Huang Mo's little hand shook: "What?" ”

When Qingyue and Jun Carp walked here, they saw the bright moon hanging high, like water dumping

In the middle of the river and the sea, sparkling, and across the river, there is a huge and majestic palace at the end, the palace tiles are sparse and sparse such as a layer of thick light streamer, the lights are bright, the incense is straight towards here, the two people walked to His Royal Highness together, and when they saw the book "turn the secluded palace", Jun Carp has been staring at these three big characters thoughtfully.

"Divine Venerable?"

Jun Li came back to his senses: "It seems that the next person we are going to visit is the owner of this place." Are you ready? ”

"Ready?" Qingyue blinked his eyes and suddenly came to his senses: "You mean ......"

"This day will come sooner or later, but I'll tell you first, it's better than being presumptuous."

Qing Yue's expression became serious: "I understand." ”

Jun Li nodded, waved his hand, and gathered some lights in his palm to illuminate the road ahead, and saw several people walking towards them, and said, "Our lord has an invite." ”

Jun Li and Qing Yue glanced at each other, and the two of them walked towards the main hall.

There was a bright lamp on the table, and it was like a long road that was paved, and the number of steps was endless, and the gloomy hall seemed to be submerged in the rich tide, and the quiet could only hear the crackling of the fire candles.

At the final point, there is a place that is covered by a heavy veil.

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